"Chianti, if you don't want your mouth, just let me tear it to pieces." Lan Song became a little angry. She had been hit, but a skinny camel was bigger than a horse.
Chianti snorted and said no more. She had already made enough money anyway. At this time.
"What's the noise about?" Ginjiu walked into the bar and frowned. He heard Lan Song's voice before he even entered the door.
Lan Song glanced at the gin, said nothing more, and silently took a sip of the Akashi blended whiskey on his desk.
She became a little irritable, indescribably irritable, but the other person was Gin, and her temper was suppressed and she couldn't let it out, so she had to lower her head and drink, trying to use alcohol to calm herself down.
At this moment, even she herself didn't realize that she was a little dissatisfied with Gin, who had once been in love with her.
Chun Riling stepped into the bar and looked around, still seeing the same old acquaintances. Her fearful personality makes her somewhat uncomfortable in front of others.
soon. She set her sights on Lan Song, who was drinking silently with his head down. She had learned about the experiment and the inside story of the mafia from Curaçao.
Kasuga Ling is not too hostile to the guy who imitates him now. If you say it's imitation, maybe it's genes that are at work?
At this time. Lan Song finished the wine, stood up, and forced a smile.
"Gin, if everything is okay, can I go back first?" Gin nodded calmly. When Chun Riling saw this, her eyes lit up, she wanted to play ball too!
There was so much discomfort here that she couldn't breathe. Ever since. She looked indifferent and said expressionlessly,
"Mr. Qin, the mission is over and I have to go back." Soon. She also left the bar and walked to the street, and even saw Lan Song, who was leaving alone with his head lowered.
Chun Riling was slightly startled. at the same time. Lan Song was walking alone on the street. She looked at her palms, which were very delicate.
However, in her eyes, the sight that could be seen clearly seemed to be smaller again. Upon noticing this situation, Lan Song pursed his lips, became even more irritated, and murmured to himself,
"Is it because I've been too moody lately? If it continues like this, I might have glaucoma." Suddenly. A cool loli sound sounded in my ears.
"There won't be sugar on the ground, but there is in my hand." Lan Song subconsciously raised his head, turned his head, and then had a look of surprise on his face, and some indescribable stumbling.
"Why are you? You...why are you following me?" As she said that, the images that often appeared day and night flashed through her mind again.
It almost made her want to go back in time and kill her original self to prevent that scene from happening.
Chun Riling raised her lips slightly, raised her hand, held an ace of spades between her fingertips, and tore the card into pieces bit by bit.
"I was just passing by. When I saw you walking with your head down, I thought you wanted to pick up candies on the ground." She just tore up the playing cards and stuffed the shredded paper directly into Lan Song's pocket.
Lan Song had a dark look on his face,
"Hey! What are you doing!" She immediately wanted to take the garbage out of her pocket. but.
As soon as he stretched out his hand, Lan Song was stunned and felt a handful of strange-shaped things in his pocket. Immediately there was a picture of that thing in my mind.
This is……
"Candy?" Lan Song looked at the orange-flavored lollipop in her hand and was stunned. She couldn't help coughing for a while, her throat was itchy and she couldn't help it.
Kasuga Ling raised his eyebrows and thought to himself, it seems to be much more serious than Curacao? She was standing next to the other person. A normal person could see who it was by looking up from the corner of his eye, but Lan Song had to turn his head.
Is there something wrong with your eyesight?
"What...what magic tricks are you doing?" Lan Song looked at the lollipop in his hand and whispered. What she saw just now was just a bag of garbage paper, but it suddenly turned into a handful of lollipops?
It's still my favorite flavor... Chun Riling smiled happily and popped out an intact Ace of Spades poker in her hand.
"Want to learn? I'll teach you!"
"I'm talking about turning into sugar." Lan Song said in a low voice.
"Nonsense, I'm talking about poker card restoration." Kasuga Ling raised the corner of his mouth and said in a wicked tone. Lan Song: "..." She rolled her eyes, and sure enough... she still hated Yu Lu.
"What's your name? I'm talking about your name." Chun Riling asked curiously.
"Aya, the last name I gave myself is Kurosawa." Lan Song glanced at the other party and reluctantly answered the question because the other party gave her candy.
Yes, for the sake of watching the other person give you candy.
"Kurosawa Aya, how about calling me Kasuga Aya?" Kasuga Ling subconsciously joked.
"Haruhi? Doesn't that have the same surname as Kamu?" Lan Song frowned.
"Kamu...what do you have for her..." Kasuga Ling was asking some questions when his eyes caught a glimpse of a dark-colored car on the side of the road. Sitting in the passenger seat was what seemed to be Conan the Short Winter Melon.
She raised her eyebrows and immediately chased forward without looking back.
"Sorry, sorry! Let's talk next time! Something happened to me suddenly!" Lan Song froze on the spot, her eyes full of astonishment. She was about to nod and say
"good". Suddenly...realized something.
"Who wants to chat with you!!!" She almost said loudly, causing passers-by on the whole street to look over.
Lan Song: "..." She quickly left in the opposite direction. Take a few steps. Stop. No, the way back is on the other side!
But that's where Yulu just walked...forget it, take the long way around! Just like that, Lan Song stubbornly left in the opposite direction.
…
"..." I was in the car of two women passing by just now. Conan's hands were tied tightly and even his seat belt was buckled. He glanced out the car window at the pink-haired girl on the roadside.
I was shocked. Is that Camus? ! ! She is indeed alive! ! No, calm down, now is not the time to care about this, the most important thing now is to save yourself!
Think of this. Conan glanced at his hands that were tightly bound, with a dark look on his face. Glancing at the robber.
He said with shame,
"Um...Uncle, I didn't see the match clearly, and I can't remember what it looked like. I won't tell anyone about uncle." Seeing that the other party didn't react.
Conan started to act innocent and act coquettishly,
"Besides, if you keep carrying me with you like this, it will be easier to attract others' attention. No matter how you look at it, uncle, you don't look like my father or brother, right?" The robber still didn't react at all and drove the vehicle with a serious look on his face. .
He was speechless, and then continued to say innocently,
"However, it's better to change the car. It's best to remove the license plate from another car. For uncle, this should be easy, right?" The robber remained silent.
Conan closed his eyes and said in a very childish tone,
"Ah~, it would be great if we could monitor the police's communications at times like this! Then we can know what the police have tracked down, what actions they have taken, and where the inventory points are located!" He became more and more playful as he talked. Refined.
However, the words just fell. A sand hawk was pressed against his head.
"Eh?" Conan stiffened and smiled. The next second.
"Bang!" Gunfire sounded, and the sand eagle sprayed bullets!
